The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

The Taoist Xiaoyao who asked the question: “?”

She was sitting crookedly on the chair, but she sat up straight after hearing the words: "You mean Duo Shao?"

Ji Qingzhou repeated: "Seventy-nine thousand five hundred and sixty-one."

Taoist Xiaoyao: “?”

She rubbed her ears: "Say it again?"

Ji Qingzhou: “.”

Without waiting for Ji Qingzhou to repeat himself, Taoist Bai Wei pushed Taoist Xiaoyao away and said to Ji Qingzhou, "Ignore her."

Taoist Bai Wei finally understood why his little disciple went to the Madman's Maze more than 20 days in advance and what he did inside.

She said in a gentle tone, "The war on the front line is urgent. It is true that we cannot lend you manpower, but you can leave the remains of those predecessors in the camp. When the war is over, we will send a special team to find the remains of their sects and bury them."

"As for the remaining nameless predecessors, please hand over their remains to me."

Taoist Bai Wei said: "When I leave the front line, I will go back to Wuliang Sect and ask someone to tell my fortune and find a good place with good feng shui..."

Before she finished speaking, the other people from the three sects and nine schools became anxious.

"Bai Wei, although these bodies were collected by your disciple alone, they are still the predecessors of the entire cultivation world. If you are the only one to handle the aftermath of those predecessors, how should the rest of us cope with it?"

"Yes, it would be fine if we didn't know about it, but now we are here and have heard it all. If we turn a deaf ear and leave it all to you, wouldn't we be ungrateful?"

"That's right, Qing Zhou, grandma also wants to build tombs for the corpses of our ancestors. Come here, good boy..."

"You old woman always complain about back pain due to old age, but now you are moving fast. Little friend Ji, don't just look at her, I want to share your burden with you too!"

"Help the weak, ignore these guys, bring Qing Zhou to your mother!"

Most of the monk elders who had previously ignored Ji Qingzhou now gathered around him.

The longer I stay on the front lines and the more relics I discover, the more I understand how much blood and tears those predecessors paid in the ancient war between the three realms in order to preserve the flame of the immortal cultivation world from the hands of the demons.

As the main force fighting on the front line, everyone present understood the significance of the "seventy-nine thousand five hundred and sixty-one" mentioned by Ji Qingzhou.

They asked Ji Qingzhou for the remains of their predecessors to bury, not because they wanted to gain any benefits from it.

In fact, everyone present knew that most of the nearly 80,000 remains might not have been as powerful as theirs. After tens of thousands of years, they had already turned into a handful of ordinary ashes.

But they still want to bury these predecessors, not for benefits, not for fame or fortune, but just for peace of mind.

The peace they have today was built with the flesh and blood of these predecessors.

Whenever new ruins were discovered on the front line, the first thing the Three Sects and Nine Gates would do was not to scrape the ruins like hyenas and take all the useful resources into their own pockets.

Instead, they sent an elite team to search for the remains of the ancient monks in the ruins, collect their bodies, build a cemetery in a corner of the ruins, bury these predecessors, and erect monuments.

Once the monks who have received the relic resources have enough strength, they will go to the secret realm on the front line to look for the corresponding relics and burn incense for these predecessors in the cemetery.

Ji Qingzhou is not in a hurry to leave the front line now, not only to collect the bodies, but also to go to some cemeteries to burn incense.

As the chosen ones of heaven, they have obtained more natural treasures than ordinary cultivators since childhood, so they must come here in person to follow the footsteps of their predecessors.

From the journey of searching step by step, I understand how much effort and kindness people have put in to get to where I am today.

Understand the weight of life.

——This is the meaning of their going to the front line.

After a moment of chaos, Taoist Bai Wei released his powerful pressure and restrained these excited people.

Ji Qingzhou handed most of the urns to Taoist Bai Wei and asked his master to distribute them. He was about to leave with Xie Ziye and Liu Furuo.

Before leaving, Ji Qingzhou specifically reminded: "Master, in addition to these urns, there is another thing inside, a crystal box filled with flowers. It was given to you by a demon woman who claimed to be your friend."

Taoist Bai Wei took the spatial spiritual weapon and paused, "I don't..."

She seemed to have something to say.

When Ji Qingzhou mentioned the flower, an idea suddenly occurred to his mind: "Oh, right, the flower in the box is called Huangquan Blood Path Flower. In the illusion that Fu Ruo experienced, it seemed to be able to see through the disguise of the demon cultivators. It is more useful than the current detection methods!"

Taoist Bai Wei stopped the words "I don't want" on her lips and stared at Ji Qingzhou: "Is this true?"

Ji Qingzhou nodded: "It is absolutely true... Although it was an illusion, many things did come true as predicted. I guess this Yellow Spring Blood Path Flower may really have magical effects."

She asked again: "Master, what did you want to say just now?"

"nothing."

Taoist Bai Wei put away the spatial spiritual tool and said, "I will study the Yellow Spring Blood Path Flower carefully."

Ji Qingzhou was deceived by Pei Luofeng because of the backward detection methods in the world of immortal cultivation.

Taoist Bai Wei doesn't want anyone else to suffer because of this.

No one present noticed the subtle difference in Taoist Bai Wei's behavior, except Taoist Xiaoyao and Liu Xihe, who looked thoughtful after hearing the words "demon woman".

Taoist Xiaoyao looked at Taoist Baiwei's back and sighed quietly: "I really can't let it go..."

After telling Taoist Bai Wei the uses of the Yellow Springs Blood Path Flower, Ji Qingzhou and the other two left with the space map given by Chu Zhai.

"The fifty thousand urns I gave to Master were all from senior human cultivators."

Ji Qingzhou said to Xie Ziye and Liu Furuo: "I also found the remains of about 30,000 demon cultivators in the Madman's Labyrinth."

Among them, there are not only the mermaids who share the same roots as Yuhuo, but also the dragon clan who are of the same lineage as the rebellious little black bug.

When she found the remains of the dragon clan, the Farewell Sword vibrated, indicating that she could sense the breath of her close relatives' blood from the remains.

The Farewell Sword conveyed her thoughts to Ji Qingzhou, hoping that Ji Qingzhou could bury the remains of her fellow tribesmen in the maze into the secret realm of the dragon clan.

In addition, what Ji Qingzhou cared about most was the head of a phoenix.

The phoenix's colorful feathers were lively and dazzling, but someone had plucked all its feathers, revealing its bright red skin, which was mottled and ugly, and was thrown into a corner of the maze like garbage.

When Ji Qingzhou just found her, a whimpering sound of the bald chicken was heard in the group video.

She sensed something was wrong and did not immediately step forward to collect the phoenix head, but stayed quietly where she was.

After the bald chicken finished crying and calmed down, Ji Qingzhou did not ask any questions.

The bald chicken spoke first, his voice hoarse: "She...she is my niece, Feng Qingqiu."

Although Ji Qingzhou had previously guessed the identity of Bald Hair Chicken, it was only after hearing Bald Hair Chicken's story that she was able to confirm it completely.

Bald chicken, true form, phoenix.